Bronwyn’s mom got hit by a semi. She was on the passenger side of the car, the side of impact, and she did not rebound with extreme resilience. The family sued the trucking company and came away with a settlement of roughly $10 million. The lawyers took $6.5 million of that: quite a deal.

Bronwyn learned two things from this, and neither one was about Christopher Lloyd.

“Good,” he said. “I’d like to see that white females number go down though. Let’s work on that.”

“We agree on something,” she said. “Do white women look down on you for being Mexican?”

“They look down on everyone for being anything,” he snorted.

“How do you feel about progessive female SJWs who claim to defend your interests as an ethnic minority while at the same time secretly hating you for being the scum of the earth?” she asked.

“White saviorism is pretty obnoxious,” he replied, “but so is calling people SJWs because they give a fuck about other human beings.”

“Do you think they truly give a fuck?” she asked.

“I’m sure they do, to an extent, but like anyone they are self-serving,” he said. “I just don’t get going out of your way to further judge them.”

“They do judge people all the time,” she said.

“Usually it’s people who are problematic,” he said, “which I’m okay with, though sadly, as with anything, people go too far, like policing language or making an issue of something that doesn’t need to be one.”

“That’s the very heart of activism as a surrogate activity: faking concern about other people’s problems in order to promote themselves in some way,” she explained.

“For example SJW is way better than Meninist,” he continued. “Pick your poison, I guess.”

“What’s a Meninist?” she asked.

“Red-pill assholes who think the world is out to subjugate men in favor of women,” he explained.

“Those guys always talk about lifting,” she laughed. “They lift their way through life and lift problems away.”

“To be fair you’re pretty apathetic about people’s concerns… or you don’t seem to care about other people’s problems,” he observed.

“Maybe I have enough problems of my own,” she said, “problems that have a social dimension, but I just bother trying to fix them in as much as they affect me.”

“That’s fine,” he said, “some just want to care about problems affecting others. To each their own. I don’t think it’s inherently selfish.”

“For example,” she said, “I have problems with my Emacs setup.”

“Emacs always seems more trouble than what it’s worth,” he said, “but so do you.”